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Updated: June 4, 2025
"You remember, gentlemen, the touching words in which the defendant's counsel spoke of Bogle: 'He is one of those negroes, said he, 'described by the author of "Paul and Virginia," who are faithful to the death, true as gold itself. If ever a witness of truth came into the box, that witness was Bogle. "Well, you have seen him Old Bogle! What do you think of him?
It came about that more politics than hardware was discussed on Scattergood's piazza, but to the casual listener it seemed only purposeless discussion. But Scattergood was a master of purposeless discussion. His methods were his own and worthy of notice. Marvin Towne and Old Man Bogle sauntered past and paused to mention the weather. "Goin' to be lots of politics this year," said Scattergood.
One of his earliest steps was to take into his service the old black man Bogle, and pay the passage-money both of himself and his son to Europe with him. Certain relics of Upton and of Tichborne which the Claimant forwarded to a banker at Wagga-Wagga from whom he was trying to obtain advances, were described by the Claimant himself as brought over by "my uncle Valet who is now living with me."
"Man, man," cried Bogle with passionate earnestness, "dinna gang ower far!" "What the 'ell for?" inquired Johnson, impressed despite himself. "What for?" Bogle's voice dropped to a ghostly whisper. "Has it ever occurred to you, my mannie, what would happen tae the English if Scotland was tae make a separate peace?" And Mr.
Wauverley, put it a' into my hand frae the beginning frae the first calling o' the summons, as I may say. I circumvented them I played at bogle about the bush wi' them I cajolled them; and if I havena gien Inch-Grabbit and Jamie Howie a bonnie begunk, they ken themselves. Him a writer! I didna gae slapdash to them wi' our young bra' bridegroom, to gar them baud up the market.
He was so progressive that in the Coldriver parade he occupied a position so advanced that it really seemed like two parades. Old Man Bogle and Deacon Pettybone and Elder Hooper always discussed Locker when politics were exhausted, and their only point of difference was as to when and exactly how Jason would wind up in bankruptcy. They were agreed that he was a bit touched in his head.
“Oh, thank you—thank you—thank you,” the Robin exclaimed. She kissed the little pink doll ecstatically, stopping now and then to look gratefully at Maida. “Thank you,” the Bogle echoed. He did not look at Maida but he began at once to wind his top. “What is your name?” Maida asked. “Molly Doyle,” the Robin answered. “And this is my brother, Timmie Doyle.” “My name’s Maida.
I know that I breathed more freely when all the men came down safely from the yard, Barney Bogle among the number; and the helm being lashed a-lee, the brig rode like a duck over the seas. There was no time, however, to be idle, and all hands set to work to repair damages.
Pliny Pickett was in charge, with Ulysses Watts, sheriff, and Coroner Bogle as assistants.
Now for a bogle story in the gloamin'! Ah, those bogle stories! They are answerable for a good deal in my life! They made me want to write bogle stories myself!" "And do you write them?" asked Mary. "Not exactly. Though perhaps all human life is only a bogle tale! Invented to amuse the angels!"
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